Chapter Eighty-Three: The First Entry into Fanjing Mountain (Second Watch)
Is this Fanjing Mountain? Jiang Ying looked at the surrounding lakes, and two Buddha statues rose from the ground, one on the left and one on the right, guarding the mountain gate. The triple peaks are gathered, and half of the low valley in the middle is already Zeguo.
"Who are the powerful apprentices of the little friends?" The monk at the gate of the mountain clasped his hands together.
"Hello, we are inviting disciples of the Immortal Sect, my name is Jiang Yingying." Jiang Ying also politely handed over the name post.
At this time, two young mortal men passing by, also dressed as Buddhists, said stably: "Invite the Immortal Sect? It's a monk again, it's disgusting! ”
"I heard that it was originally the disciple who was in charge of the closed door, but somehow it was replaced by the 'Jiang Immortal' who was a Taoist companion with a woman, and their monks were six impure." Looking at the monk's narrow eyes, Jiang Ying really didn't expect that Buddhism was also poisonous.
At this time, the three Buddhist mortals who walked barefoot with beads were all middle-aged, and they were with the two young people. One of them raised his eyes to look at them, and the undisguised disgust and disdain made Jiang Ying very uncomfortable.
"Why do they hate monks so much?"
The monk clasped his hands together and typed a Buddhist verse, saying: "Little friends don't mind, they are absolutely natural, and they treat the Buddha cultivation of Fanjing Mountain like the same." Please follow this road, the three peaks of the valley are divided, and there is a senior brother waiting for you. ”
As a sign of respect, the four of them walked along the shore of the valley and lake without swords.
Fanjing Mountain is worthy of being a place close to Buddhism, and even the spiritual power is extremely pure, like countless pious elves. Loyally wandering in the mountains, floating on the water. Although I knew that all the places where the sect was founded were places where the spiritual energy gathered, the spiritual energy here was too strong and stable.
"The aura dissipation here is so low. Why haven't any of the disciples we've seen along the way surpass mine in cultivation? This Jiang Ying was very puzzled, it stands to reason that the aura is a place where it is rich and stable, and the faster the cultivation will enter the realm, this is common sense.
"When I was a child as a great monk in Fanjing Mountain, he was also in the middle of foundation building, and now I hear that it is the peak of foundation building. The high status of Fanjing Mountain is because of the high status of Buddhism, but it is actually not good at cultivation. There are still many people who are mortals, just the kind of bitter hatred just now, there are a lot! Yun Chu explained that she had known since she was a child that the Buddhism sect was also close to the Great Monk Sect and the Immortal Cultivation Realm.
"What Sister Yun Chu said is that I heard that the Absolute Naturalist is against the cultivation of the human race, and they think that all the acts of cultivation are acts of killing the aura, and all the acts of making others enjoy are flattery that violates the principle of suffering.
They even have a legend that people are graded according to their profession, the rank of the butcher is the same as that of the bandit, and the rank of the musician is not as good as that of the thief. ”
Jiang Ying's eyes rolled violently when he heard this, and even made Xiao Qiao, who was a little depressed, laugh, and heard Jiang Ying say:
"This kind of person is the most interesting, standing at the top of the mortal food chain, not to stand at the center of the world and call for love! Morality is not cross-species, and the rules of not killing and entertaining people can be used to restrain oneself, not to kidnap others morally. It's disgusting! ”
At this time, Xiao Qiao suddenly opened his mouth: "Before my brother and I went up the mountain to cultivate immortals, we also went down to the ninth rank to make a living. My brother apprenticed to a butcher on the street. I was doing some chores of massage and cleaning in the foot shop where I docked. According to them, we are all rotten people.
If it weren't for the natural disaster that year, it happened that the sect opened its doors to accept disciples, my brother and I wouldn't have known, we were both so lucky, we both had spiritual roots, but I didn't expect to cultivate immortals, in their eyes, they were still rotten people. ”
Xiao Qiao palmed his palms upwards and slapped it twice, and the handsome young man put on a "helpless" look, which was also very coke. Everyone in the Invite Immortal Sect knows that the two brothers, Xiao Qiao, are from a bitter background. One was fourteen years old and the other was twelve years old when he went up the mountain. The poor are similar to Jiang Ying, but fortunately, they are extremely talented, and with mutual support, they have practiced qi for three years and built a foundation for fifteen years. Now the early days of Big Qiao Jindan and the fifth floor of Little Qiao's foundation. Among them suffered, only they themselves know.
"So it's better to say that it's still a Dao sect, as long as you have qualifications, you will have the opportunity to cultivate." The richest man ended the conversation in a successful way.
A middle-aged monk with kind eyebrows folded his hands and greeted him with a smile: "You are the little friends of the Immortal Sect, right?" Please come with me. Our exchange meeting will be held in the ancient Buddha hall of the old golden dome and lanterns, where is your accommodation arranged? ”
It's embarrassing to have nothing to say all the way. Knowing that some people in Fanjing Mountain had opinions about the monks, everyone felt uncomfortable when they saw the monks. Yun Chu, who didn't like monks, was also very silent. Jiang Ying and the richest man glanced at each other and decided to find something to talk about-
"This master, a few of us are just a minor cultivator of the Daomen, and it is inevitable that we will be lonely and unheard. May I ask what is the code of this ancient Buddha who burns the lamp? ”
"Amitabha, Xiaoyou is modest, Shakyamuni Buddha in my Buddhism majored in this life, and he is a Buddha in this world. The Buddha who burns the lamp cultivates the past as the Buddha of the past. Maitreya majored in the future, as the future Buddha, and as the three major masters of Buddhism. "The Treatise on Great Wisdom" Zeng Yun: "When the Buddha was born, everything around him was like a lamp, hence the name of the lamp." He is the Buddha who illuminates the way for good men and women to come. ”
The monk had a kind smile on his lips. Jiang Ying, who was watching with his eyes, rebelled for a while. The Buddha who illuminates the way to come...... Will it also light the way she came? will illuminate the world of this male frequency text, the way of those tool man characters.?
Xiao Qiao is also disdainful, a good man and a woman? He is persistent in cultivation, and he is a lowly teacher of the ninth class, so I am afraid that he is not qualified to be a good man and a woman.
If you don't say anything in your heart, it is not conducive to the smooth cultivation of your heart, so Jiang Ying decided to output a wave: "Master, I am a vulgar person, and when I read the Buddhist scriptures, I can only see that those big Buddhas are either rich or expensive when they are mortal. After becoming a Buddha, he made a wish to believe, and there were many endless glories, endless food, and endless boys. That girl like me who came from a poor background, had an unbeautiful experience, and had an average understanding. Is there no qualification for me to come and go here? ”
The richest man and Yun Chu are both from rich backgrounds, and only Xiao Qiao present can understand that Jiang Ying's words are not only asked for himself, but if Xiao Qiao has grievances but dare not say it, Jiang Ying can.
Xiao Qiao looked at Jiang Ying, obviously a girl much younger than herself, with the same humble background, but she was like a sun without a trace of shadows, never curved to fight, and never attacked frankly.
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged monk just smiled and shook his head: "Xiaoyou is natural and sharp. But the people in my sect don't pay attention to digging up the roots of everything, but the seeker of faith is liberated. Then he turned to look at Little Joe again, "This little friend doesn't have to be lightened by the past. Words such as putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot are only a consolation, not a requirement, for the suffering of the world. ”
"In the past, there were no fireworks, there were no Buddhas born in barren land, that was just the past."
How this monk saw Xiao Qiao's past, no one knows. But from entering the mountain gate to settling down, it was only half a day, and they already felt that there were two completely different attitudes towards world affairs coexisting in this Fanjing Mountain.
Gentlemen are harmonious but different.
After this experience, the four of them discussed that they would only exchange academic issues in Fanjing Mountain, and not discuss concepts. But when they think this way, they can't influence what others say or do.
This chapter is also known as: Every World Has Extreme Environmentalists